I haven't done a point poem in a while, where I take the first letters of the points I have (and in this case how many I have to reach my goal) and I wanted to take a second stab at a Naga Uta, a poem with the line count 5/7, with the last two lines 7/7.
Friends, loved ones, strangers
They are what we have chosen
Them to be in this
Hurried world that we live in.
A long time ago
Someone told us that we should
Speak about His love
Near and far as we could go
Here, there, everywhere
And tell about how
Eternal life He will give
Freeing us from awful sin.
(c) November 2009 Stacey Uffelman
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I was at 361 this morning, so working as hard as I can with the time I have to get back up to the 1565.
:)